Every Indian has blood on their hands
Until they speak up for Kashmir.
Every Indian has blood on their hands
Until they speak up against AFSPA
Until they speak up for people in the North East states
Until they stand for Adivasis in Bastar
Until they stand up for butchered Dalits and Muslims
Until they stand up for stripped, paraded and raped women
Every Indian has blood on their hands
Until they speak up.

Where will you wash the blood
which came from the face of five year old Insha Malik?
Where will you hide the pelleted faces?
How will you erase the cry for Azadi?
Where will you escape, when the mothers
ask, “Why did you kill my son?”

To wash off these war crimes, all the rivers
in this country will not be sufficient
The whole land of this country
will not be sufficient to hide from these
The deep oceans will not be able to hide the mass graves
Where will you go, once the last judgement of god comes?